Taking up an empty pocket
In the corner of my mind
I try to hide away
The things I shouldn't find
Hold on
The passing moment's gone
Run
Just before it gets too strong
Hold on
The passing moment's gone
Run
Just before it gets too strong
(Dreaming)
(Dreaming)
Filling up the silent moments
Not a thought to cross my mind
I run and hide away
To leave that all behind
And in the highest moments
And sometimes in between
I find I'm often caught
Awake in this machine
Hold on
The passing moment's gone
Run
Just before it gets too strong
Hold on
The passing moment's gone
Run
Just before it gets too strong
(Am I leaving?)
(Am I dreaming?)
(Am I leaving?)
(Am I dreaming?)